Embers danced off of the vaulted ceiling, and the scholar found themself in the center of the library, on the very first floor.
This story is about a lot of things. Haring’s work is particularly impressive in its flexibility- the simplicity of a lot of his pieces lets them represent a wide range of human emotions and experiences. I had one thing in particular in mind when I wrote this, but it’s malleable. Do with these words what you will and be nice to them and yourself and others. And all the millions who are not around anymore and all the millions who are not around yet.